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Chapter 568 Palace Master

The smiles on the two women slowly calmed down.

They saw Song Yunge walking forward constantly, strode forward with huge laughter, gradually being flooded by the golden mist, and no longer visible.

Wu Youxue looked at Leng Biluo worriedly.

Leng Biluo snorted: "It's useless to see that I'm not going to work, how could I stop him!... Wait a minute, he looked at Zhang Kuang, but he actually knew very well!"

"Senior sister, shouldn't I come up with this idea?" Wu Youxue was up and down, looking at the vast golden fog, and was inexplicably worried.

Leng Biluo said: "Even if you don't say it, he can think of it, just sooner or later, don't worry, he won't die so easily."

Wu Youxue hurriedly said, "What are you going to die? Senior sister, don't talk nonsense."

Leng Biluo said angrily: "Okay, okay, I'll shut up."

Wu Youxue knew that she was overreacting and was too sensitive, so she hugged Leng Biluo's arm and shook it.

Leng Biluo snorted: "If you are worried, just practice hard. We are dragging him down now."

This is what she is most untolerated.

She was originally the leader of Tianji Sect and the best master in the world. How could she allow herself to fall into a burden?

She has been practicing hard, but unfortunately she can't keep up with Song Yunge's speed of progress, and gradually she is a little desperate.

The more desperate you are, the harder you work.

"Yes..." Wu Youxue nodded slightly: "Senior sister, then let's practice here."

"Very good." Leng Biluo smiled.

The two women closed their eyes and opened them again after a moment, showing a look of surprise.

They all realized something was wrong, and they could not sense the power, as if they were isolated from the heaven and earth, and they could not sense or absorb the power.

While they were hesitating, Song Yunge also reached the most critical moment.

As he walked in, he felt more and more dangerous, but he was hard on his head and moved forward. He had a strange intuition that he had to shake the golden mist head-on.

As he walked out, figures gradually emerged from the golden mist and rushed towards him.

The martial arts used by these figures are different, all of which are mysterious, and they are all brave and fearless, regardless of the harm of the golden robe.

Moreover, the golden robe cannot defeat them immediately, but only makes them weaker. It takes more than a dozen consecutive times to defeat them.

And he had to bear these dozen attacks.

Their power to hit his body would not dissipate. Although the power was isolated from the golden robe and invaded his body, the external force was also strong and was constantly consuming him.

He needs strength to keep himself from being knocked away, not being knocked down, and maintain his high-speed movements without being surrounded by them.

But he also felt the mystery.

The dissipated golden mist did not directly turn into golden mist or disappeared directly, but was absorbed by the Ten Thousand Souls Divine Talisman, which eventually left him a memory.

As the memory increased, Song Yunge gradually understood the world and knew that this place was indeed a divine palace.

And those gods did not leave, or abandon it, and moved elsewhere, but were swallowed by these golden mists.

Moreover, the golden mist that was not actively devoured, but the gods themselves rushed in and were swallowed up and assimilated with the golden mist.

And these golden mists are not external objects, but are transformed by the souls of the gods after their death.

These souls condensed together and slowly condensed into a huge force, faintly turning into a higher level and level spirituality.

Song Yunge knew that this golden mist was the spirit of the world of the divine palace.

He dealt with the attacks of the golden mist again and again, and the ten thousand souls of the god refining talisman was constantly operating, absorbing the golden mist that was defeated by him to strengthen himself.

If it weren't for the supplement of the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, with his original strength, he would probably have been exhausted in one hour.

Now after several hours, he is still energetic and is still not weaker than before.

With the operation of the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, his spiritual power became stronger and stronger. Later, he even turned into reality and directly condensed figures from the outside world, facing the figures condensed by the golden mist.

These figures were defeated by themselves before, and they reappeared at this time, and their power was no less than that of the golden mist.

Song Yunge's confidence became more and more powerful, and he felt that he could win.

The golden mist is like a giant, slowly being bleed by itself. Although it is powerful, it has no power.

Such a scary golden mist, he chose the right method but the threat was so small, which was unexpected.

The golden mist is getting thinner and thinner.

He went from outside to inside, called back again, then back and forth, and eventually even chased the golden mist.

The two women stared at his gradually clear figure in amazement, and watched the endless golden mist slowly dissipate, thin and disappear.

After the golden mist disappeared, what appeared before them was white mist.

Song Yunge kept walking forward, getting farther and farther away from the divine palace. It took half an hour to finally reach the tip of the divine palace.

The flat ground cast by the divine stone finally reached the edge, and beyond the edge was the void, and he jumped.

The two women followed him all the time. When they saw him jumping down, they hurriedly ran to the end and looked down. They saw that Song Yunge had turned into a small black dot and was falling.

"Let's go!" Leng Biluo said.

The two women held hands and jumped down, chasing Song Yunge closely.

Falling, falling, falling all the time.

Finally, before falling to the divine palace, he stepped on the square paved by the divine stone.

"Freak." Song Yunge smiled and shook his head.

He thought this was just a platform, but he didn't expect it to be the whole world. The memories of the gods were indeed correct.

This is a world that looks small but is integrated.

And he has now become the master of this world.

He stretched out his palm and shook it gently, and a golden mist suddenly surged out of his palm and turned into a ball.

This ball of golden mist is condensed by the soul of the god of heaven, and can best restore the soul and vitality.

He always thought that immortality was the most tempting, but now he personally experienced the boredom and despair of these gods.

Only then do I realize that immortality is also a torture.

But he would not give up pursuing immortality because of this.

Only by experiencing the pain of immortality can one say that immortality is a torture, and if one does not have immortality, one is not qualified to say this.

Anyway, if you are going to die, why not die before you suffer the torture of immortality?

He looked at Wu Youxue, looked at the divine eyes of heaven, then looked at Leng Biluo, and finally smiled.

Now I finally have the power to control my destiny. Even if the people around me die, they can be saved. They will be completely saved.

Standing in the divine palace, his mind was concentrated in the entire divine palace, and then the divine palace made strange changes.

The original crack slowly closed, the inverted golden pillar slowly stood up and returned to its original position, while the dazzling golden light slowly dimmed, turning into purple gold, turning into white, and then turning into moon white.

The entire hall became soft and elegant.

Song Yunge nodded with satisfaction.

Without the maintenance of the gods, this divine palace has gradually become weak after hundreds of thousands of years. Now that it has become the lord of the divine palace, it will be revitalized and no longer weakened.

Therefore, it is impossible for Xiao Jixiangtian to obtain the divine stone again.

Song Yunge stood at the gate of the temple, sighed long, and suddenly felt confused. Is this the feeling of invincibility?

I wonder if I can return to my original world. There are countless worlds in this world. How can I find my original world?

He felt that if he could really live forever, this was the best place to rely on.
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